Feyre:
I had forgotten how bad the food was here. The meal, if you could even call it a meal, consisted of moldy bread (hopefully bread) and some sludge like brown thing.
While I was attempting the swallow the nastiness they call food, the door swung open and two red-skinned faeries walked in and grabbed my arms. They dragged me out of my cell and down the halls until we reached the grand room where they dropped me on the cold floor. Well thanks for that.
As I got up I noticed a crowd gathered around and Amarantha staring down at me.
She leaned on the arm of her throne trying to act superior and all as she started speaking to me, "You know, I couldn't sleep last night, and I realized why this morning. I don't know your name. If you and I are going to be such close friends for the next three months, I should know your name, shouldn't I?"
I smirked. "If you must know, my name is Feyre."
"Feyre. An old name—from our earlier dialects. Well Feyre. You have served your purpose. I look forward to getting to know you. Guards, you may take her back to her cell."
(Time skip)
About a week later, I was back in the grand room. That means I'm about to get thrown in a pit with a worm that has serious blood lust issues. Fun.
I approached the pit as Amarantha's voice rose above the sounds of the teeming crowd. "Well Feyre, your first task is here. Let us see how deep that human affection of yours runs." A cold grin took over her face as she continued. "I took the liberty of learning a few things about you. It was only fair, you know."
I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Just get it over with.
"You may begin."
Rather than waiting to be pushed in, I jumped and landed in a crouch. Before I did anything else, I grabbed handfuls of mud and covered myself head to toe making sure to leave the hand that I would eventually cut clean. Good. Invisibility, check. Now it's time to get started.
I started sprinting towards the worm's den and grabbed some bones. Each one broke with a snap then I buried them in the ground with the sharp side up. Using my left over bone shards to cut pieces of my shirt to make bandages and make a latter, I climbed out.
With a deep breath, I lifted the last piece of bone to my hand and cut it. I made a fist causing the blood to quickly drop into the cage then wrapped up my hand with shreds of my shirt. The blood still soaked through but not as bad.
The middengard worm came barreling through the tunnels that made up the maze. I grabbed onto the wall and used it as leverage to jump and do a full flip over it then landed in a crouch once again. Nailed it.
I heard a sickening crunch behind me. One trial down, two more to go.
(Time skip)
Now the guards, yet again holding my arms too tight, led me to Rhys' room.
One guard threw me in and grunted, "Servants spilled lintels in the ash. Clean it up before the occupant returns or he'll peel of your skin in strips."
Once they left, I decided to lay on the bed until my mate got there. The bed was so soft that I eventually drifted of into a dreamless sleep.
I was woken by the smell of chicken and green beans. My eyes immediately popped open and saw the amazing food and Rhys standing there holding it.
He sat the plate on the bed beside me. "That's for you. I figured you would be hungry after that crap that they're feeding you."
I gave him a quick peck on the lips then dug in. An unearthly moan slipped from my mouth. "I have never loved you more than I do right now."
He smirked with a suggestive glint in his eyes. "Not even when we were at the cabin."
In between bites I replied. "That technically hasn't happened yet, so it doesn't count."
He rolled his eyes then watched me and smiled at the sounds I made while eating this amazing food. I was too happy and content to be embarrassed.
"When you're done eating, why don't you go separate those lintels and ashes," Rhys said playfully.
I gave him a serious look. "If you want to go to that cabin again, I think you better use some of your own magic and clean it up."
He got up and practically ran over to the lintels and ashes. "Yes ma'am. I'll get to that right now."
I matched his smirk from earlier. "That's what I thought."
*Hey guys. I'm kind of suprised I was able to update this weekend. It's been pretty crazy. So I have some breathing problems, and yesterday my lungs started hurting whenever I breathed in and out. Then earlier I had a panick attack and got dizzy and lightheaded. So my weekend has been pretty crappy. I'm sorry if this chapter was affected by my not feeling well.
As always, I hope y'all liked this chapter. I'm kind of worried because I don't know if I wrote the trial very good, so comment how I did on that. I really need to know because if I did do something wrong, I don't want to make the same mistake on the future trials.
Moving on to responding to comments:
elmo333: I'm no planning on leaving this story behind. I've gotten such good feedback on it, so I feel like it would be a waste if I just discontinued it.
Rosean: I'm glad you love my story. I actually just started using Wattpad. I definitely prefer reading on Wattpad and writing on FanFiction. I also am currently copying this story and putting it on my wattpad account. It's either under TheBookWorm1718 or Anna Wright. As I previously mentioned, I will definitely continue this story.
booknblaur459: Thanks! I love your story too. Sorry I didn't comment on the last chapter, I was in a bit of a hurry while reading it. I loved how you gave Azriel a mate. I'm planning on giving Azriel a mate in this story to *wink*.
Thank you to those who have commented, liked, and followed. Also thank you to those who pm me. I love getting them and I'm pretty much garunteed to respond. Y'all should know, I immediately see when one of y'all does something like this (I get a notification) and every time it brings a smile to my face, so thank y'all. Who's I just used 'y'all' three times in one sentence. Sorry, southern habits ;).
—Anna
